pleasing God.

I find it hard to even understand the day that we will voluntarily ALWAYS please God without a hint of Satan's conniving schemes springing into our brains. But, I find my heart ever longing for that day. Every day I am confronted with the reality of this world, and my heart is ever pulled toward home, or rather, what will one day be home. One day, without weariness or tiredness or sadness or guilt, we will worship Jesus wholeheartedly, completely made whole by Jesus' sweet sweet transformation of our "old" bodies. I will never have to see a face shadowed with sorrow. I will never have to see a mother of any child weary from sleepless nights and way busy days. I will never have to see another father tired and stressed with the responsibility he holds. I will never have to see a family separated, crushed, or sorrowful. How great heaven will be!! Instead there will be joy on every face. There will be an eternal sense of peace and forever "rested-ness." And, I'll get to see my Grandma Craiger again, along with a bunch of other people. Aren't you just excited to get there some day? I am.

Meanwhile, pleasing God on this earth can become wearisome. Don't loose hope. He is all we need. He is our Refuge. He is God, ever-faithful and loving, never-failing. Always True.